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"How was your first day?" I asked Luke and Laelia as I flopped onto the couch in the living room.

"It was so fun Mama!"

"What about you Lily?" That was a nickname she told me to call her.

"I loved it Mama! Everyone was so welcoming and no one picked on me."

"Laelia?" Rosa asked holding EJ and Matty.

"Yes Miss Rosa?"

"Sweetie can you get me the twins' diaper bag?"

"Yes Miss Rosa." Lily quickly ran upstairs to get the diaper bag and quickly ran into my arms.

"Is everything okay love?"

"Yes Mama," I held her close to me a stroked her hair.

"Lyric, I'm gonna put the twins down for a nap, and maybe take one myself. I'm really exhausted."

"Okay baby, I will be up in a minute okay?"

"No, babe it's fine. Stay down here with Luke and Lily." When Rosa said Lily, Laelia flinched a little.

"Goodnight Mommy!" Luke said hugging Rosa.

"It's not night time yet Lukey."

"Can I tuck Mommy in, Mama?"

"If you want to, but remember you have homework."

"Okay Mama, I will hurry." Luke ran upstairs and Rosa followed closely behind with the twins.

"Lily, would you like to tuck Mommy in with Luke?"

"No Mama, I'm fine."

"Okay love."

"Mama?"

"Yes, my love?"

"Can I tell you something?"

"You can tell me anything?"

"Miss Rosa looks like my mother."

"What happened to her?"

"My father killed her --- when I was four. He made me watch."

"Laelia, I'm so so sorry. No one should ever have to go through that especially not someone as loving and innocent as you. Is that why you can't really call her Mommy?"

"Yes. All I remember is calling out for her," I pulled her closer to me as tears began to stain her face.

"It's okay Lily, I promise."

"And also, my mother was really mean to me. But I still loved her."

"How was she mean?"

"She would yell at me, hit me, and hurt me."

"At the age of four?"

"Yes Mama."

"I'm sorry babygirl." I grabbed some tissues from the coffee table.

"There's more Mama?"

"What else?"

"I had a big sister and her name was Kennadi."

"What happened to her?"

"My dad killed her too. Right after my Mommy."

"How did you get away?"

"I ran when he came after me. First I went to a neighbor's house. Then I went to a bunch of my family's houses until I was five. Then I got put into foster care when they told me my dad died and in after a year of bad foster homes I went to the adoption center. The only thing that kept me happy was reading, I taught myself a lot of things. That's why I talk like this. I didn't want to be just some dumb Colombian kid."

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